American Strategic Deception Bureau

　Juanita was the first slave girl to serve the two men. After sufficient training, her oral skills were very good. Every day when they were at home, they were used to having Juanita stay under their crotch and serve them orally. Even when they were playing with other women, they asked Juanita to prepare the tools and be responsible for assisting them.

　In addition, Juanita is also very popular among the female slaves who love intercourse, and everyone likes to pester her for intimacy.

　In other words, because H was busy with so many things, Juanita had even less time to study. Plus, she wasn't very bright to begin with and lacked any talent for learning, so naturally, her studies were in vain. After seven years, she only managed to master a bit of American English.

　"Hey, I originally thought that after keeping you at home for so long, you should be able to graduate from elementary school at least.

　After moving into the apartment building in Eden Town, I will be able to interact with the outside world independently and support the beauty salon on the first floor."

　Ferry reached out and touched

　Touching Juanita’s hair, he said worriedly, “But now it seems that you can’t even speak English fluently!

　If Marita and I were in Los Angeles, it would be fine. But if I took Marita to Washington on a business trip, wouldn't you guys mess up the beauty salon yourselves? Oh, it seems I still can't let you end your captivity without worrying about it! "

　"I'm sorry, Master. It's all because we're too lazy and stupid." "Please spank me, the squad leader, to vent your anger, Master?"

　The girls all admitted their mistakes with laughter. Isabelle even deliberately put her round buttocks in front of Philie and shook them left and right to ask for a spanking.

　"

　Forget it, forget it, my hands are still hurting from spanking your fat ass."

　Facing the naked beauties who were acting cute and well-behaved, Fili shook his head in frustration. "I'm also responsible for not encouraging you to study hard. So, today I'm just going to give Juanita, who scored last on the exam, a good spanking, and that's over! Remember, I'm going to spank her until she loses control of her bladder!"

　“Hey, I understand!!!”

　The female slaves answered in unison, then walked forward with a smile, grabbed Juanita, and began to prepare to torture her.

　They first gently fed Juanita a large glass of water, a full liter, and gave her a diuretic to help with the subsequent diabetes insipidus. Then, they tied Juanita's wrists tightly behind her head with her own long hair.

　Then, Juanita was forced to lie on Isabelle's knees with her head held down, her buttocks raised, and Zhao Qiuniang took out a small bottle and applied a medicated oil to her buttocks to increase skin sensitivity. Then, all the girls took turns squatting behind Juanita and slapping her buttocks one by one.

　"Crack! Crack!"

　Pairs of slender hands took turns slapping the elastic and plump buttocks. The rhythmic slapping sounds echoed leisurely in the quiet room, and soon made Juanita's buttocks red and hot. After a while, she began to cry out.

　——The women in Fili's harem, who were kept as pets, had long since abandoned their dignity and were accustomed to crying as a means of relieving stress. Fili also encouraged them to cry and laugh more. Otherwise, if they kept it in their hearts, it would cause mental problems, which would be bad.

　For a moment, the cries, gasps and the crackling sounds of flesh hitting flesh quickly merged into one, forming a pleasant and obscene melody.

　In this way, no one knew how much time had passed, so long that it seemed as if the performance of this human-shaped instrument would continue forever. When Juanita's originally white buttocks were stained with a delicate rose color, the sound of dripping water also joined this moving harmony...

　Just like that, after directing the girls to scrub the floor and asking them to help Juanita rinse her body and apply moisturizing oil, Fili announced that the punishment for this exam was over. Fili's shelter girl (secret room slave) training school had failed to close, but it had to continue to operate.

　"I hope you'll learn from this and study hard in the future! Seriously, everyone has textbooks in their hands, don't they usually flip through them?"

　Fili reached out his hand to Juanita's already red and swollen round buttocks, slapped it hard one last time, and said angrily.

　"Yes, Principal!"

　The naked girls said in unison, and some of them even stuck out their tongues mischievously - although they are all grown-up girls now, because they have lived in the shameless naked harem for too long, their temperaments have gradually degenerated to become a bit like children, sad at one moment and laughing foolishly at another.

　In short, the closure of the Harem School ended, and the girls, holding Juanita, followed Fili back to the living room. Some of them started reading magazines, some listened to the radio, some turned on the TV, and some eagerly kissed and hugged each other.

　Just as Fili was holding Isabelle and Camilla in his arms, thinking about what kind of magic he could use to keep his harem by his side without being noticed and "teaching" them at any time, Marita, who was watching TV, suddenly asked Fili in surprise, "Honey, I remember you said before that you would be in charge of some space affairs next, right?"

　"Yeah, what's wrong?" Fili nodded in confusion.

　"Well, the TV news just now said that the Apollo 8 spacecraft that was launched a while ago fell into Russian territory!"

　"what?!"

　Won the election and was re-elected.

　Well, the White House should naturally give NASA a good warning and take revenge for almost causing such a big disaster before!

　Even if the president is magnanimous and tolerant and doesn't take it seriously, his lackeys will definitely bite back to show their loyalty. In fact, in mid-November, just after the election, some members of Congress had already pointed out that the Apollo moon landing project led by NASA was expensive, progressed slowly, and failed many times. According to rumors, there were serious corruption and fraud problems. They demanded a thorough investigation and audit of the accounts.

　This naturally made Director Thomas Payne's legs tremble, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat, sweat, and sweat like a waterfall!

　Because the many hidden contracts, false accounts, and "legal losses" in the Apollo moon landing project really cannot withstand scrutiny!

　As long as they investigate, people will definitely die!

　Maybe the one who died was him, the director!

　Damn it, the Vietnam War, no, the Second Pacific War, consumed hundreds of billions of dollars in military spending a year. The money burned through the Bretton Woods system, and the dollar depreciated from the US dollar to green paper. Yet, you didn't dare to say a word about the corruption in the military and the military-industrial complex.

　The Apollo moon landing project took so many years and only cost more than 10 billion US dollars in total. Why are you attacking us like a mad dog?

　Is it bullying NASA because it does not have space-based space weapons and cannot send missiles or artillery shells one by one, causing the audit team to crash or crash?

　At that moment, the director really wanted to learn the art of summoning meteorites and summon a fireball to send the audit team into the sky!

　Of course, the above is just impotent rage.

　After calming down, Director Thomas Payne still had to face the cruel reality and racked his brains for a solution.

　How to do it?

　We can only brag and make some achievements as soon as possible to prove that the Apollo moon landing project is not a black hole that swallows money, but is worth the money!

　So, when the newly appointed Director Thomas Payne was questioned by Congress, he immediately patted his chest and boasted, vowing that NASA would overcome all technical difficulties at the speed of light within a year and send Americans to the moon before the Soviet Union!

　接着，在急于出成绩的NASA局长的一再催促之下。尽管在10月11日才刚刚经历了一次发射失败。但阿波罗8号飞船还是在1968年12月1日，从佛罗里达州卡纳维拉尔角的肯尼迪航天中心发射了。

　Fortunately, although it is said that the Saturn V rocket that pushed the spacecraft had a minor malfunction again, it did not explode or fail to ignite halfway, but managed to push the spacecraft into space.

　The Apollo 8 spacecraft left the atmosphere and entered outer space.

　Then, despite the spacecraft's repeated air leaks, its severely off-orbit entry angle, and repeated radio signal interruptions that nearly gave scientists at the Houston mission control center a heart attack, and despite the spacecraft's heating system failing at one point, nearly freezing the astronauts to death in space...

　However, the Apollo 8 spacecraft finally completed its mission with some bumps and bruises, carrying three astronauts through the Van Allen radiation belts - although the specific location of the radiation belts was more than a hundred thousand miles away from the planned coordinates, it successfully entered the lunar orbit and returned to Earth.

　But the problem was that on December 8, when the spacecraft began to prepare for landing, the attitude control rocket on board lost control again.

　Ultimately, the Apollo 8 spacecraft deviated seriously from the trajectory planned by the Houston Command Center. The actual landing site was not the expected North Pacific Ocean near Hawaii where a US aircraft carrier battle group was on standby, but... the Kamchatka Peninsula of the Soviet Union!

　What’s even more terrible is that the crash site of the Apollo 8 spacecraft is only 20 kilometers away from Petropavlovsk, the Soviet Union’s largest port city on the Kamchatka Peninsula!

　In other words, at least tens of thousands of Soviet people witnessed the entire process of the Apollo 8 command module falling like a flaming meteor.

　In the end, the spaceship did not fall into the sea and sink all the way, but fell on a snow-covered hillside...

　As a result, the Soviet border guards immediately took control of the Apollo spacecraft and captured all three astronauts in the cabin!

　After the news of this incident spread, media outlets in Europe and the United States were in an uproar. Newspapers angrily accused NASA of bringing shame to the universe and described the Apollo 8 spacecraft, which crashed on the Kamchatka Peninsula on December 8, as "a perfect Christmas present for the Soviets!"

　In this way, NASA, which was rushing to launch the spacecraft, originally wanted to show its face, but ended up showing its butt...

　-

　A few days later, in a small reception room at the Kim family's old house in Hollywood, Fieri and an increasingly gloomy Dr. Kissinger met again.

　"The whole world now knows about Apollo 8. What I want to ask is, was the exploration of the Van Allen radiation belts considered a success? Did the three mice—no, the three astronauts—run into the radiation belts, or did they encounter any problems before or after?"

　"Uh, how should I put it? Probably, I guess, it seems to have succeeded, right?

　According to NASA Administrator Payne, the Van Allen radiation belts are safe as long as we pass through them quickly.

　The three astronauts of the Apollo 8 spacecraft are on their journey

　The best example is that none of the patients showed any health problems and all of them came back alive.”

　Dr. Kissinger rubbed his forehead and replied, "But the problem is that both Capitol Hill and the White House believe NASA's claims lack credibility. Well, most of the media and the public probably think so too. After all, the spacecraft and astronauts are now in Soviet hands, and the Soviets have so far not allowed foreign journalists to interview the three astronauts. Whether they are dead or alive, healthy or sick, no one in the country can tell for sure."

　Even if NASA releases recordings of astronauts' conversations with the ground, it is still considered to be fake - because there have been so many fakes in the past.

　Furthermore, even if the three astronauts were still alive, it wouldn't mean anything. Radiation sickness isn't like a bullet that kills instantly; some patients can linger in bed for a long time. Even if the astronauts were alive and looking okay, that doesn't mean they're physically fine.

　But all three of them are in Soviet hands now, and we can’t give them a physical examination!”

　"Well, the experiment turned out to be Schrödinger's cat. It's really impressive how space exploration has turned out!"

　Firi said sarcastically, "So, when will we get the Apollo 8 spacecraft and the astronauts back?"

　"According to my estimation, the Apollo 8 spacecraft is definitely not going to be recovered. Even if the Soviets thoroughly studied the spacecraft inside and out, dismantled every part and reassembled it, they would definitely take it back to their museum as a precious souvenir.

　As for the three astronauts, if they were really alive and in good health, the Soviets would definitely take blood samples from them and study them dozens of times before releasing them, and they would probably deliberately delay the process - the Soviet officials arrested them on charges of "illegal entry."

　Fortunately, they didn't accuse the astronauts of espionage, as they did with the U-2 "Black Widow" reconnaissance plane pilots who were shot down by them in 1960."

　Dr. Kissinger looked up at the ceiling. "The last time something like this happened was during the Doolittle raid on Tokyo. Five American pilots, flying a B-25 bomber, landed in Vladivostok. Then, as illegal immigrants, they spent a full year in the Soviet Union before returning. Back then, the USSR and the US were still allies, and Stalin was waiting for President Roosevelt to send massive amounts of US aid to use in his fight against Hitler. Even five "illegally" American pilots had such trouble returning home. And now, US-Soviet relations...

　Hey, what can I say? The three astronauts on the spacecraft were lucky to be able to return before the end of the Apollo moon landing program!

　"Well, let's just assume that the ship and the people are gone!" Firi curled his lips. "What's NASA's attitude towards this?"

　"NASA is ready to declare this space mission a complete success, except for some minor deviations in the landing site. Next, we will continue to launch subsequent Apollo spacecraft as planned, and ultimately achieve manned lunar landing within a year," Kissinger replied.

　"What? Landing on the moon within a year? Did NASA really say that?"

　Firi was stunned. "But even if NASA insists that Apollo 8 was a success and the Van Allen radiation belts pose no threat to the astronauts' lives and health, there will still be a mountain of technical difficulties to overcome, right?"

　"Yes, even if the Van Allen radiation belts really don't pose a risk to electronic components and the health of astronauts, no one has a clear solution for how the lunar module will return from the lunar surface and how it will re-orbit and re-dock with the command module.

　Firi, I just recently learned that the number of successful dockings of two man-made spacecraft in space to date is zero!"

　Kissinger said angrily, "So far, neither we nor the Soviet Union has ever achieved the docking of spacecraft!"

　(The first human space docking in history was completed in January 1969, but it was Soviet astronauts who achieved it.)

　Huh? We're going to land on the moon next year, and we haven't even done a single spacecraft docking experiment yet?

　After hearing such an outrageous situation, Feridon was stunned - China began to study spacecraft docking technology in 1995, and conducted more than a thousand docking experiments and more than six hundred separation experiments within 16 years, and finally mastered this technology in 2011.

　But even so, the ascender and orbiter of Chang'e 5 still encountered some bumps and bruises during its lunar landing, and it took 54 hours to complete the docking.

　The United States' first space docking took place on Apollo 10, just over a month after the Apollo 11 moon landing. Furthermore, none of the three astronauts who participated in Apollo 10 went on to participate in the Apollo 11 moon landing—they were essentially getting a new driver right after their success.

　The US only needed one space docking experiment, and it succeeded every time afterwards?! What a stroke of luck!

　Not to mention, a manned spacecraft like the Apollo spacecraft does not have 54 hours to dock, and the fuel and oxygen can only last for six hours!

　How should I put it? It sounds like this matter seems even more mysterious.

　If the Apollo moon landing project could really successfully carry people to the moon, it must have relied on metaphysics rather than science, right?

　Thinking of this, Firi was very concerned about his next work with Dr. Kissinger.

　I can't help but feel more pessimistic.

　So I couldn't help but look like a little cat.

　"Okay, you haven't even started work at the White House yet, why are you looking so sad? While it's still early, take me to Hugh Hefner's Playboy Mansion! I have some bad news for him."

　Dr. Kissinger drank the coffee in his cup in one gulp and patted the briefcase in his hand. "Hugh Hefner might be very excited, or even lose control of his emotions. So I hope you can help me smooth things over and say a few good words to him so that he won't make things too awkward..."

　"The Playboy boss? Bad news? Did something go wrong with the White House's promise to make him an ambassador?"

　Fieri blinked in surprise. "Let me guess. Did the White House appoint Hugh Hefner as ambassador to Liechtenstein? To San Marino? Or to Andorra? That country is smaller than Disneyland and the most rural of all?

　Or perhaps the ambassador to Iceland? Ten months a year, it's covered in ice and snow, and all you can do is watch fat, plump seals baring their teeth?" he speculated, laughing.

　"Your knowledge of European geography is good, Colonel King. But your guesses are all wrong."

　Kissinger casually praised, “President Johnson decided to appoint Hugh Hefner as ambassador to South Vietnam, and the post will be in Saigon!

　He certainly won't see any seals there, but he can go to the front lines to see the special forces of the Navy SEALs, observe various "talking trees" up close, and experience the roadside bombs, bamboo stick traps, and rocket attacks of the Viet Cong guerrillas firsthand..."

　Firi:? ? ! !

　Author's words: PS: In the early days of Brezhnev's rule, the restoration of Sino-Soviet relations failed. Rumors in unofficial history said that this was because the Kremlin confusedly used an "old friend of the Chinese people" to be in charge of this matter. It turned out that he was an old friend of Peng Dehuai and had worked with him in North Korea. Marshal Peng was overthrown at this time.

　Anyway, the Prime Minister went to Moscow at that time. China and the Soviet Union each had their own versions of how the talks broke down.

　In short, both sides think the other side is unreasonable.

　Chapter 419, Playboy goes to Vietnam!

　Hugh Hefner's Playboy Mansion in Holmby Hills, Los Angeles, December 15, 1968

　As usual, this magnificent mansion once again hosted an extravagant party filled with debauchery and extravagance.

　——The all-night revelry, the romantic pleasure, and the vivid sensory enjoyment make people in Los Angeles flock here.

　But what was different from previous years was that the music played at the Playboy Mansion party this night was not the usual rock, jazz and country music, nor was it the pretentious symphony, but the very rare patriotic theme of "The Star-Spangled Banner".

　"Oh, you see, at the first light of dawn!

　What makes us so proud that we cheer at the last light?"

　Listening to such majestic military songs, many of the guests who were invited to the Playboy mansion party and wanted to take the opportunity to have fun, flirt with girls and have a party, could not help but look at each other in confusion - did we come to the right place?

　Is this a Playboy mansion filled with lewd and erotic scenes? Or is it some kind of Boy Scout camp for patriotic education?

　The next thing they saw was the door to the Playboy Mansion opening, and out came several beautiful female soldiers—in polished boots, khaki WWII American uniforms with waist-cinching details for a sexy look. No helmets, their long, beautiful hair showing, and they held handsome submachine guns.